(tales from the birdgirl)
February 2, 2015 § 4 Comments
Walking through a back lane to an appointment recently,
I happened across this passionfruit vine —
— in full flower —
— and full beauty.
Tagged: flowers, mental health, nature, solace
A beautiful gift!
You’re right, Eliza. I was literally walking down a back lane in the inner-city suburbs of Adelaide, killing time before my appointment, and there the passionfruit vine was, tendrils climbing up someone’s back fence. It made my day.
You and I are alike in that something beautiful can literally make our day! 🙂 Aren’t we lucky?
You’re so right. We are 🙂
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